Long Guru Poems
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The Puggily Smidgeburner and the Prettisome Guru
embark on finding Pug love at the town's rare breeds zoo
The guru’s desperately trying to find sad Puggily a date
and if things go to plan perhaps they’d eventually mate
They pass by many enclosures, stopping at the Jangaroo
but Janga was busy bouncing; as a mate she wouldn’t do
Poor Puggily’s crest starts to fall as they peer in every cage
guru says he mustn’t give up hope - he’s such a wise sage!
At the end of an overgrown path they see a big red sign
It says ‘endangered species’, please do not cross this line
But to Puggily Smidgeburner’s amazement and surprise
There’s a female Smidgeburner right before his very eyes
Prettisome Guru has a quiet word with the zoo keeper
he arranges a date so that lonely Puggily can meet her
Puggily’s date is Delicassa she is beautiful and sweet
and Puggily’s determined to sweep her right off her feet
They agree to meet next day on the dot at half past two
but Delicassa arrives a little late, as females often do!
She’s got tiny rainbow braids adorning her blonde hair
Puggily holds her paw, they chat away without a care
Very soon they are inseparable, he’s found his mate for life
after a whirlwind romance Delicassa becomes Puggily’s wife
In time she gives birth to Carena, their family’s complete
and both of them agree married life just cannot be beat!
The Puggily Smidgeburner and the Prettisome Guru Poetry Contest
Contest sponsored by Caren Krutsinger
3/24/19
Raised in a somber household where she could do nothing right,
she would flounder in every chore her parents had her do.
Picked on by classmates, she would smolder with rage.
Eventually, she came to feel
that every single thing in her life was dolorous.
She could show nothing of her real self to the world,
for she was swallowed up by inhibition
and a profound lack of self-esteem.
Gathering the strength one day to leave her parents’ home,
she walks away.
It feels to her like divine providence
when warm, outgoing strangers not much older than she
latch onto her and bring her into their fold.
They introduce her to their charismatic guru.
His daily preaching of strange doctrines, though sheer bombast,
resonate deeply within her, for his words are the life line
which she's been reaching for; he reels her in!
A zealous neophyte the girl becomes as she -along with other females -
gives herself over, body and soul,
to the lecherous diabolical
leader of the cult.
June 9, 2019
For John Hamilton's Eight Word Free Verse Challenge Poetry Contest
8 Words Used: 1. Neophyte 2. Inhibition 3. Flounder 4. Dolorous 5. Bombast 6. Lecherous 7.Providence 8 Smolder
Paula Goldsmith, you will know when I say
Always encourages us in her way
She's good for a lift
Poetry is her gift
“So have a blessed day writing away!”
Tom Woody the Poet guru
Who will never, ever lie to you
Even if it hurts
He's candid and curt
We all need a friend this true
Silent One's a talented guy
His poetry worthy to buy
He has much to write
Which is ironic-a mite
Cause If truly silent we’d cry!
Susan Ashley has a golden pen
If enters a contest she'll win
But she is so humble
So no need to grumble
She gives you a chance in the end
Do you know Beatrix Macabre?
Writes in light from a candelabra
Much smarter than most
Friends with witches and ghosts
Maybe bloody cryptic, chupacabra!
Crystol Woods is a bit unsmart
Though she excels at art
A three syllable word
That she's never heard
Causes her brain to fly apart
Arlo Parker, not much to relate
Short, thoughtful poems he does create
They don't take up much room
So we must assume
He has no need to compensate!
David Crandall is the sweetest man
Salt of the earth and a good friend
Talented and kind
Thoughtful, creative mind
And he uses words I can understand!
PoetrySoup has all kinds
Artistic and logical minds
When put all together
And we all endeavor
Talent isn't hard to find
One moment, bemused ‘tis in joy,
Next, dunk in grief, drained of all buoy,
And back again to moment’s grace,
Beware, this mind flaunts monkey face.
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Translation | 22.10.2025 | grace, face, joy, mind
Note: This verse is from Yoga Vasishtha, an ancient Sanskrit text wherein Rama’s guru imparts higher knowledge in a long discourse. As Shankaracharya, 8th century CE (birth: 788) said: jitam jagat kena? Mano hi yena. Who hast conquered the world? He that hath his mind. Here, he talks about mind’s fleeting nature. Transliteration of the Sanskrit verse:
Kshanam aananditaam eti kshanam eti vishaaditaam |
Kshanam saumyatvam aayaati sarvasmin natavat manah || Yoga Vasishishtha ||
The healthy foods do not appeal to me.
Carrots. Nope. Radishes. Na-dah.
Peanut butter. Yes! Chocolate! Uh-huh!
Apple pie with ice cream.
I dream of these things.
Someone brought something foreign to lunch.
Try it! She said. It is wonderful. A healthy snack.
It looked like mountain oysters, but maybe not as appealing
And I would never eat a mountain oyster
If I knew what it was.
Others came in and tasted the foreign blobs.
No one ranted and raved. A polite one or two thanked her.
You really should try one, she urged me.
She is the new wellness health guru for our company.
I politely declined. Without making the gag sign.
These little balls stayed out on a plate for an hour
Before I decided to take a whiff of one.
It’s peanut butter she told me. Try it!
At her coaxing I ate it, and it was pretty appealing.
I have been luring people into my office,
Telling them how awful these things are
Because when she leaves I plan to finish them off.
I love you just as you are so much,
I love you beyond your sensual touch.
I'll love you even in the Heavenly hereafter,
I'll love you even in our lives of the future.
I love you for more than what I could gain,
I love you for how you set me free from pain.
I'll love you even when our times are tough,
I'll love you even when our talks feel rough.
I love you for all of what you sincerely are,
I love you like you are my only guiding star.
I'll love you forever in all ways that matter,
I'll love you so your heart will never shatter.
I love you 'cause you know the greater truth,
I love you 'cause you and I had similar youth.
I'll love you as the guru that you are for me,
I'll love you as my true love setting me free.
Because of Pneumonia, he couldn't survive.
Val Kilmer has died at the age of sixty-five.
He starred as Batman in "Batman Forever" thirty years ago.
In 2013, he starred in "Ghost Ghirls" and "Palo Alto".
In 2011, he starred in "Blood Out" and "Five Days Of War".
He was a very talented actor who we won't see anymore.
In 2006, Val starred in "Moscow Zero", "Summer Love" and "Deja Vu".
He made an uncredited appearance two years later in "The Love Guru".
Millions of people loved Val Kilmer's performance in "Top Gun".
I'm being precise when I say he'll be remembered by everyone.
[Dedicated to Val Kilmer (1959-2025) who died on April 1, 2025]
They called him dearly, Guru, a creative seer;
He was tall,built well with features sharp,
Grey hair on head, face and even brows too;
With strong and straight a gait did he move;
His sharp and keen eyes did search and warp
Aye ,into the depths of things all over,did peer
His gifted fingers felt beyond the impetus
Of what he saw or heard : a percept unique
That was with ease and spell -bound, fraught
With the sly obvious and the latent unsought
Drives and prompts happy or depressions bleak,
His canvas divined even the wild desert cactus
Casting a blank look across the hills he stood
Watching the cloudy symbols in the sky,distant
That gained into a chaos of beauty and charm;
As he just felt the touch of a little hand warm,
Turned round, startled to find a child the instant
Posing to beseech and get the feel of the good
Forms disappeared shaping the new ones bright
And the heavens seemed to charge afresh, anew:
The glorious, invincible creation aloft :a rainbow,
All at once spilling beams of the hue,chroma row
With both the hands pulling the aged hands skew
The child implored with a feeling of blended right
'Paint for me that happiness, now if you could '
Delighted,thence the achiever to his atelier led
Him and offered many and various lot to choose
From the flora,fauna with scenes in motley hues,
The pets and beasts seen or unknown, instead;
'Nay. I just want the one over there, if you could'
"Look here, Sir: I want just that one for sure"
The little finger pointed to the far away sunset,
And the bright and beautiful rainbow distinct..
Nothing looked so real, so lovely and succinct;
"Oh dear! God is a painter greater than all yet "
"Master Depictor, of everything serene and pure!"
Hard to tell with the movies these days
What's real and really what's not
It's totally amazing what they now can do
Yesteryear it was always the plot
For old guys like me it's hard keeping up
Changes are happening so rapidly
Thankfully though, my guru-like son
Helps me and quite happily
My brain's used to suck up new information
With the power of a Hoover vacuum
Now I need strength and intestinal fortitude
Just for my trips to the bathroom
Where is it leading, technology I mean
Electricity will be driving our cars
Gasoline will soon be a thing of the past
We'll make regular trips to Mars
Really kinda happy I won't be around
My old fashioned brain might explode
Pretty damn sure my out of date cranium
Eventually will read “overload”
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Earthy semblance of Blue-Green
Planet Deep !
full toned trumpet we salute
arising from afar through elixir fair forests
my ears dainty ornaments alert
your velvet ones eloped from captured parks
swaying human queries flap
breezes caressing trunk with hay
Matriarch of Mother Earth you enchant !
trampling trekking unencumbered across continent observing
corpulent babes engrossing
no king of jungle, though collateral archetype : Excelsior goddess enthroned emboldened
heart emancipated embroidered on mammoth
marches through ember days
Elephant cares embracing fays
elderberries quenching enrich your
beguiling navigation moves
through seasoned landscapes traversing
into dew grasslands unswerving
Awed are we !
how you encape my ennui to seek no encore, your grey wisdom enamours …
Age after age you accompanied humanity’s exploring self-hood quests ~
did HE dream ivory tusks
as elongated bangles or
carved knife handles
you timeless care not
treading Love’s deserts lost and found
while nectar filled cacti bitter stare
your strength jitters bare
Pines tall imbibe your wrinkled
twinkle grandma guru eyes
from heights of snow-capped mountains
once you crossed, Africa into Rome, to lowly circus dance for children ogling
how do I O D E an enduring birthing body
when humouring fanciful Fate ?
you dissolve destinies marula tree rooting
an eternal etching on my ebony forehead
C R E A T I O N’S V I C T O R Y !
our humility encapsulates what
E L E P H A N T V I B R A T E S